Just got back from Boston. What a vacation.... Pretty exhausted I must say... I'm probably just gonna take a shower, tidy up my room, and just call it a night.... But!!! Before that I'm sure you're all wondering how my trip went. :) So here goes...

Well, on Thursday I arrived in Boston and headed straight to the hotel I was supposed to stay that night. It was the hotel that the groom worked at and I got an insane deal of $30/night. That was sweet. After unpacking, I took the T to the hotel that the groom's buds were staying cuz it was the bachelor's party night!! I was like... damn... this is the bachelor's party that I've only read about in fairy tales.. well, not exactly fairy tales, but you know what I mean. There were 5 of us and we headed to this place called Jillian's to shoot pool for a lil bit before heading to our final destination of well, a true bachelor's party joint: strip club!!! Jillian's is just like Dave & Busters and we were just there to try and kill some time cuz it was only like 9 PM. We figured we'd shoot pool for an hour and head to the strip club afterwards. I was all eager in anticipation... Various names of strip clubs were mentioned by the groom: Alex, Foxy Lady, Esquire, etc... pu heh heh. Then BAM!!!!! Guess what happened... Two of the grooms friends almost got into a fist fight over some stupid argument revolving around their pool shooting skills... I was like... WTF??? Who gives a crap how well you play pool at the bachelor's party???.... damn... Well anyway, me and the others broke them off but the two just weren't taking it well... So we decided to split and take them back to the places they were staying at...There goes my first visit to a strip club... all the anticipation, no climax, no resolution... just a flop. Grrrrreat.... -.-;;; So me and the groom ended up going back to our hotel and drank for couple hours at the bar he was working at. We just talked about all the drama he had gone through to make this marriage happen (This was an interracial marriage between a Korean female and a White male). Quite entertaining to be the listener of the story, but it must have been pretty crazy to have been the actual characters.

On Friday I hung around a bit helping out with all the pre-wedding day stuff, then headed to China Town to meet up with a good sister that I knew from way back. I actually got there an hour earlier than the scheduled time cuz of some uncontrollable circumstances. I kinda walked up and down Boylestone's shopping district browsing around, trying to feel Boston, ya know? :) That only lasted like 30 minutes cuz I felt like a dork walking up and down the street with my friggin roller bag (If I knew I was going to be walking with my stuff I would have taken my back pack with me, not some bag on wheels that scream "I'm a friggin tourist") So I ended up sitting down in this big park they had. It looked pretty nice and very Boston. pu heh. Thought I'd just chill on the bench trying to look like some romantic dude engaged in deep philosophical dillema. Romantic dude my ass... It was friggin cold as hell... the wind was gushing like a mofo and after 2 minutes of trying hard to look like a romantic philosopher I just rolled up my legs and hoped that time would fly by... pu heh heh heh. Well, so we finally met up, went to a restaurant and caught up on stuff. It was sooooo good to meet an old face. After that we headed back to her place and chatted some more.

Saturday was the big wedding day. I headed to the hotel where I was going to be staying that night and changed into a suit and a tie. I took the role of a video camera guy for the day and just shot everything from our way to the church in a limo to the wedding reception. All in all the wedding day went well, but of course the reception wasn't enough for me. I sat down with groom's friends and bride's friends and demanded, heh heh, they "Show me Boston!!!" Well we ended up at this place called "Champions"... some sports bar... They were like "That's Paul Pierece's jersey, that's reeeally Boston."... shessh... -.-;;; Well, after the last call a small portion of the group including me headed to another location which was supposed to be "really Boston". We ended up in this bar called "J.J. Foley's" which was an Irish pub. That was pretty Boston... pu heh heh. The last call there was like 2:30 ... I think the bottom line is that night life in Boston isn't that great, either.

On Sunday I checked out of the hotel and met up with the sister I met the other day and this time with her boyfriend to go see Spider Man. The movie was, well... ok. It was kinda funny and cheesy, but I guess that's expected. I also hear that that's also the style that the director of the movie is known for. All in all, it was a decent movie, and that up-side-down kiss scene in the rain still kicked ass. ;) Later on in the evening I met up with a good friend of mine whom I haven't seen for almost a year and a half. We talked until around 1:30 AM that night catching up on stuff. He seemed to be doing well, and he hasn't changed a bit, and he seemed like he was in good hands which makes me happy as well. I also got to drive his CLK for a few minutes, too!!! :P

All in all, it was a good trip, but also a tiring one at that. Trying to do all the things I tried to do in such a short period of time was pretty hectic. Now I gotta clean up all the mess in my apartment, get organized and I'm headed back out to Philadelphia this weekend!!!! Awwwww yeah~~ :P